Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 530 The Divine Beast's First Night of Birth, The Little Immortal Daddy Names It
Lu Kuan tiptoed into the room. Fan Bingbing and Jing Tian were standing by the bed, their eyes sparkling as they watched the scene before them.
The nurse gently lifted the baby girl into a frog-leg position and carefully placed her on Liu Yifei's exposed abdomen.

The little one's pink skin still shone with the luster of vernix caseosa. At this moment, he was curled up in his mother's arms like a little koala, his cheeks rising and falling with his breath as he rubbed against his mother's skin.

Mr. Lu wore a fatherly smile, his heart melting. It took him a while to realize, "Where is my son?"

My son really did curl up, wrapped up in a "bird's nest" by the nurse.

"You two haven't left yet!" He tiptoed closer and asked cautiously, "What are you doing?"

Liu Xiaoli whispered, "Qianqian just finished feeding. The little ones have mild colic because it's their first time eating. This helps relieve it and also helps stabilize their body temperature through skin-to-skin contact."

Human infants are perhaps the most vulnerable beings in the mammalian world. The uncoordinated contraction of the smooth muscle in the newborn's intestines can lead to spasmodic pain.

In addition, after colostrum feeding, the baby's intestines come into contact with foreign proteins and lactose for the first time. When lactase activity is insufficient, the undigested lactose ferments in the colon, producing gas, which can irritate the intestinal wall and cause colic.

Since medication cannot relieve the discomfort of newborns, experienced nurses will place the baby on the mother's belly to adjust breathing, balance body temperature, and relieve discomfort through contact with the mother's body.

That is, the scene that Lu Kuan just saw.

The same principle applies to wrapping my son up in a "nest" style; the pressure of this womb-like environment helps him adapt and calm down quickly.

The bond between parents and children is always so sacred and heartwarming.

After disinfecting, Zhu Lan came in and rested for a while, the fatigue on her face disappearing. "I'm getting ready to take the child to get vaccinated. You can come along, Mr. Lu or..."

"I'll go, Xiaolu, you rest for a while." Liu Xiaoli hurriedly got up. Her heart was with the baby, and she really didn't want to leave for a moment.

Only the young couple and their "aunts" remained in the ward.

"So, do my son and daughter look like me? Aren't they beautiful?" Lu Kuan helped his wife sit up.

It's true that you should have children as early as possible. After receiving nutritional supplements, Xiao Liu's complexion has returned to a rosy hue, and the wispy hair that was soaked with sweat on her forehead has become fluffy again, gleaming like satin under the ward's overhead light.

She leaned against the raised hospital bed, her spirits almost fully recovered.

"Don't flatter yourself. That little face hasn't even fully developed yet. How can you tell it looks like you?"

Bingbing laughed and said, "You can still tell from Consort Yi's skin tone, both of them have fair skin, it's too obvious."

"And the dimples are just like it too! My heart almost melted when I saw it!" Da Tiantian blinked her almond-shaped eyes, as if she had discovered some treasure.

Lu Kuan looked delighted: "You can see the dimples now? Aren't baby's facial features supposed to be unstable and unclear?"

It is normal for newborns to experience facial swelling or asymmetry shortly after birth, as their heads may be deformed due to pressure from the birth canal during delivery.

Changes can occur in various aspects of growth and development, including whether one has single or double eyelids, nasal bone development, face shape, and chin.

Liu Yifei laughed and said, "You only have a superficial understanding, don't you? Other facial features are like that, but dimples are actually easier to spot."

"Because the baby's facial fat layer is very thin now, if there are dimples, the muscle shape will easily show through the skin."

However, as facial fat accumulates, some babies' dimples may be covered up, but they will become clear again once the muscle structure stabilizes.

Bingbing recalled with envy, "The two babies were burping from eating so much milk, you could tell at a glance."

"Oh dear! I was busy bragging to these people and I really messed up my important business!" The old father was very regretful. How could he not be there at such a crucial moment!
Jing Tian rarely saw Boss Lu act so casually, and this contrast made her heart flutter slightly, as if she had glimpsed some unknown softness.

"Do you have both little ones?"

Mother Liu Yifei smiled, revealing a shallow dimple: "They all inherited it from me. Of course I'm fair in my dealings. One for each of them, and they're all from one side, haha!"

Xiao Liu's dimples are shallow, located near the upper part of the sides of her mouth, and are faintly visible when she smiles or makes certain expressions.

Dimples are a dominant trait; if one parent has dimples, the probability of their children having dimples is about 50%, and unilateral dimples are very common.

Bingbing asked curiously, "Have you two named the baby yet?"

Liu Yifei looked up at her husband and smiled, "He takes it very seriously, he values ​​it more than his own movie. There's no room for us to say anything about it."

Lu Kuan joked, "I won't be able to sleep tonight anyway. I'll observe the stars and, combined with their and my parents' birth dates, do a careful deduction."

The little immortal is making a comeback tonight, but his esoteric spirit and maternal love are now evenly divided, much like the ten paths of the Taoist compass, where every line and line must pass through the central point of pure heart.

In the past, it was possible to use exaggerated claims and grand pronouncements to deceive others; tonight, it is even more genuine to use these oldest and simple Chinese wisdoms to pray for one's children.

The wall clock was approaching midnight, and Jing Tian and Bingbing weren't oblivious to the impending danger...

wrong.

Bingbing wasn't oblivious; he pulled away the reluctant Da Tiantian and left. The night the twins were born should have been reserved for the couple to cherish the bond of blood.

"We'll be going now. We'll come see the baby again after Yifei is discharged from the hospital and goes home."

"Okay, then be careful. The reporters outside are probably still there." Boss Lu got up to see them out. Remembering what he had just mentioned to Zhuang Xu, he didn't deliberately avoid Jing Tian: "Zhuang Xu will talk to Yang Siwei about Han Geng's matter. Just do what you need to do." (Chapter 530)
"He's going to take SM Entertainment to court, and he'll definitely have to expose the so-called 'slave contract' clauses to the world and gain sympathy from outsiders, which is a good thing for us."

"What about his future development..." Bingbing looked excited. Wuyue only has Huang Xiaoming as one of the four popular young male stars. Although Han Geng is a singer and dancer, he is very popular!

"Future development will probably involve popcorn romance movies and the like. As for the rest, it depends on his own intentions and abilities, so it's hard to say right now."

Boss Lu laughed and said, "Don't underestimate these popcorn romance movies. If one becomes a hit, the sequels will be pure profit. The fans of the idol stars will definitely buy them."

"Okay, I understand."

Han Geng started acting very early in his previous life, but he became a huge star starting with "Ex-Files," which had four installments.

The first film had an investment cost of less than 4000 million and a box office of 1.3 million, while the second film made a profit of about 1.5 million.
The third installment was a box office smash, the one where Yu Wenwen sang the theme song "Decent," which went viral. With a total investment of 7000 million yuan, it grossed nearly 18 billion yuan in 2017.

With a total investment of 2.6 million yuan and a total box office of 34 billion yuan, the entire series is a standard popcorn romance movie, perfectly targeting women aged 20-28, and taking the drama of "female counterattack" and "scumbag's repentance" to the extreme.

The lights in the special care ward at Peking Union Medical College Hospital were adjusted to the softest warm yellow, like a thin veil gently covering the snow-white sheets.

For the two film and television companies that Lu Kuan influences and controls, Wenjie's "style" and direction must still adhere to artistic integrity and narrative depth while maintaining a certain level of profitability.

However, film and television works that are too commercialized or entertainment-oriented can be "borrowed" to Wuyue Culture through co-production.

Bingbing is good at creating hype, knows how to create hype, and likes this marketing model.

Lu Kuan saw the two women off and returned to his room. Liu Yifei asked curiously, "This Han Geng has a lot of traffic. I saw yesterday that his prop purchase data in 'Penguin Ranch' was exaggerated. It seems that among the Jay Chou solo fans, his fans have the biggest voice."

"This isn't like you! How could you bear to give up such a profitable business?"

Boss Lu quipped, "You're not making veiled accusations, are you? Are you implying that I'm providing benefits to Wuyue?"

"Tch! Don't think so badly of her, she's just curious." Xiao Liu scoffed. "Besides, I'm also a shareholder of Wuyue. And judging from Fan Bingbing's behavior just now, I bet she'd hand over her shares obediently with just a word from you."

"Ahem... It's like this." Seeing that things weren't going well, the washing machine decisively changed the subject, "Just like those blue-blooded and red-blooded luxury goods you buy, these large groups usually use a multi-brand matrix to cover different consumer levels."

"Don't you like racing? Car companies do too."

"Volkswagen has ultra-luxury Bentley, Bugatti, and Lamborghini; it also has luxury Audi and Porsche; and below that are Volkswagen, SEAT, Skoda, all the way down to Jetta."

Lu Kuan calmly said, "The same goes for film companies. Wenjie makes some relatively profound and artistic films, while Wuyue takes the route of traffic and celebrity idols, which makes it easier to formulate marketing strategies for different audiences. This is called brand value isolation."

Liu Yifei listened thoughtfully, unaware that he was making a targeted analysis of the commercial forces under his influence and control in order to prepare for the future era of internet traffic.

In this era, coal and internet capital entered the market earlier. The era of traffic is irresistible, but we must embrace it with caution. Art brands that have entered the market may also face the risk of being diluted by excessive entertainment.

This is essentially clarifying our thinking in advance, using different strategies for Wenjie, which is responsible for cultural export, and Wuyue, which takes over the traffic and idol route.

A rustling sound and the sound of a door being pushed open came from outside the ward. The grandmother, beaming with joy, pushed in the hospital stroller. The two little ones had just received their vaccinations and were sleeping soundly in light blue swaddling clothes.

The baby girl's face was still slightly flushed, and there were still wet tears on her eyelashes. It was clear that the injection had upset her for quite some time.

The baby boy tilted his head, one little hand popped out of his swaddling clothes, unconsciously grasping at the air, with a medical bandage from a vaccination still on his wrist.

"They've all been vaccinated and are behaving very well," Liu Xiaoli said softly, parking the stroller beside the hospital bed.

She skillfully unwrapped the swaddling clothes, revealing two small red needle marks left from the BCG vaccination on the two infants. "Director Zhu said the reaction was very good, and their body temperatures were normal."

The nurse followed behind, holding a notebook: "The baby girl cried twice after the vaccination and then fell asleep, while the baby boy was very brave and only whimpered once." She added with a smile, "However, the baby boy's rooting reflex is a bit weaker than the baby girl's, so we need to observe him carefully when breastfeeding later."

The elderly father was still worried, so he went to the disinfection area outside the LDR integrated ward to disinfect himself thoroughly, making sure to wash his hands clean, before turning back to check on his child.

Lu Kuan gently touched his son's little hand with his fingertips, and the pink palm immediately and reflexively grabbed his fingers with considerable force.

His daughter was still fast asleep, and he looked at her from left to right, not wanting to disturb her.

"Wow, I feel like my life is complete."

Liu Xiaoli found her son-in-law's appearance amusing; she never expected such an artist to be so doting on his children. This genuine affection warmed her heart.

No matter how far his future business empire and personal wealth expand, he will always be filled with the kindness, beauty, and family emotions of an ordinary person, and will never be a cold, impersonal capitalist machine.

Lu Kuan watched as the nurse settled the baby in place, then turned to Liu Xiaoli and whispered, "Mom, go home and get some sleep. Come back tomorrow."

"No, no, no, you should go back. I'll stay here with Sisi."

Liu Yifei turned her head and advised her elderly mother: "Lu Kuan is right here, so it's easy to handle anything. It's only a ten-minute walk from home. Go back and get a good night's sleep, and come back to relieve him tomorrow."

“And what about Master Qiao’s wife who’s coming to work as a nanny? Shouldn’t you talk to her beforehand, set some rules, and do your due diligence? There’s still a long road ahead.”

Liu Xiaoli hesitated for a few seconds before nodding in agreement. After glancing at her grandson and granddaughter, she reluctantly followed Afei away.

Ms. Liu, who had a normal vaginal delivery, is recovering very well postpartum and is usually discharged from the hospital in two or three days.

Once discharged from the hospital and back home, Liu Xiaoli definitely couldn't take care of the patient all by herself; even three heads and six arms wouldn't be enough.

That's why Liu Yifei mentioned that Master Qiao's wife came to work as a nanny.

Previously, Liu Xiaoli had asked her aunt Zhou Wenqiong to look for a nanny in their hometown who was well-known and from a clean family, but to no avail.

It just so happens that Mr. Qiao's wife had taken care of their daughter's children for two years. Mr. Qiao knew that his wife was quick and efficient and had a clean and simple appearance, so he should be able to do the job well. That's why he volunteered.

Who wouldn't want to have a good relationship with the richest family?

Especially after so many years of getting to know each other, the famous director and the actress are far from being arrogant and domineering rich scoundrels. They are both down-to-earth, kind, and have admirable character.

After the nurse gave a few instructions and left, only the newlywed family of four remained in the ward.

Outside the window, the night in Beiping in May was deep, and the lights were adjusted to the softest warm yellow, like a thin veil gently covering the snow-white sheets.

The smell of disinfectant had long been diluted by the fresh lilies that the nurse had replaced with, and the petals, still glistening with night dew, trembled slightly in the glass bottle.

The beeping of the electrocardiogram monitor was turned down to the lowest setting, creating a soothing rhythm with the white noise from the humidifier, while the couple watched the two little ones with silly smiles.

"Am I not dreaming?"

"You were screaming in pain all day, and you were still dreaming?"

Lu Kuan sat on the edge of the bed, and Liu Yifei brushed her stray hairs aside and leaned on his shoulder. The two of them had been silently watching the baby for a while, feeling that they could watch each other like this for a lifetime.

"Hehe, I just feel so happy." Xiao Liu looked up at the clock on the wall: "There's still a quarter of an hour until 12 o'clock. I was actually going to wish my mom a happy Mother's Day."

Lu Kuan turned his head and kissed her forehead. There was no need for much explanation between them; they both knew that he was talking about Zeng Wenxiu, who was far away in Jinling.

According to the planning and site selection scheme spearheaded by Liu Yifei during her pregnancy, her cemetery will be built together with the local Niushou Mountain tourism planning area, which can be considered as fulfilling Lu Kuan's wish.

“You are all great mothers, I am just a lucky one.”

"It's good that you know!" Liu Yifei affectionately pinched her husband's earlobe. "I hope you'll be a great daddy too, haha!"

Xiao Liu breathed a sigh of relief, still feeling a bit scared as she recalled the hardships of the afternoon: "When Director Zhu said that the baby was breech, I was really terrified."

"From the time my water broke a little after 1 a.m. until I went to the delivery room and gave birth, every ultrasound showed the baby was steadily in the head-down position. This little one even gave us some excitement at crucial moments, it was really..."

Lu Kuan laughed and said, "Don't worry, I, Seven Wolves, am ready. When he grows up and puts his right foot in the house first, hmph."

"How could you do this?" Little Liu said coquettishly, then looked up at her son in the swaddling clothes and chuckled softly.

"He's so cute, how can you bear to hit him? Let your sister hit him instead! That way, when we try to break up the fight, we'll appear more neutral."

"Hmm? That's not a bad idea." The father nodded, and the couple, who had been having a lot of trouble with their son, reached an agreement.

The little washing machine was curled up in a warm swaddling cloth, its pink face still flushed with the first blush of life. It unconsciously twisted its body, its two chubby little hands peeking out from the edge of the swaddling cloth, waving gently like butterflies just emerging from their cocoons, unaware of the bumpy fate that lay ahead for it.

Xiao Liu was yawning a lot. Lu Kuan diligently served his wife, turned off the light, and told her to go to sleep first.

Newborns have very small stomachs and need to be fed every 2-3 hours. New mothers don't have enough milk to store, so they have to get up at night to feed their babies.

If breast milk isn't enough, I'll have to supplement with formula, but at least I won't let the baby go hungry. The formula, which was air-freighted from Switzerland in advance, has already been prepared.

The controversy surrounding the three roads last year has not yet subsided, and food safety issues in China remain rampant, with the public having very low trust in domestic brands.

Even the richest man, with all his resources, cannot follow the example of ancient wealthy families who provide wet nurses for their children. So, he asked a friend to find a high-end dairy company whose milk source is located in the high-altitude pastures of Herdavín in Switzerland. Many European tycoons and politicians have adopted dairy cows to customize fresh milk and milk powder.

The richest man in mainland China is now one of his clients.

This is a special channel prepared for high-net-worth clients. Switzerland has one of the strictest food safety controls in Europe, and he also hired special personnel to monitor it, so it's generally safer to drink from there.

The only sound in the ward was the regular ticking of the monitor. Lu Kuan lay on his side on the cot, his gaze lingering between the three sleeping figures.

Xiao Liu's slightly pale face after giving birth glowed with a warm luster in the moonlight, and her eyelashes trembled slightly in her sleep, as if she was still experiencing the labor pains of the day.

The children were curled up in their swaddling clothes, like two jade silkworm cocoons soaked in moonlight.

My sister's baby hair clung to her forehead, as soft and fine as willow fuzz in early spring. With each breath, her nostrils twitched slightly, as if she were gently inhaling the fragrance of flowers she had just encountered in her sleep.
The younger brother's fist was pressed against his chin, the deep dimples at his knuckles so deep they could hold moonlight. Occasionally, his unconsciously parted lips would pull at his chubby cheeks, creating a honey-like ripple.

The three most important people in his life were sleeping peacefully before his eyes.

The only missing person is a mother who should be enjoying the celebration today. She was sealed in time and space in her past life and will never see such a scene again.

Just like my wife just said—

Today should also be her day...

The green light from the monitor flickered, momentarily overlapping with the swaying tungsten filament bulbs in the tenement building of my past life. (Chapter 361)
As Lu Kuan gazed at the tranquil silhouettes of his wife and children, his thoughts pierced through time, encountering that lingering, rainy dusk of 1996.

Zeng Wenxiu squatted in front of the leaky stove in the tenement building, using an enamel bowl to catch the leak from the ceiling, and turned around with a smile, saying that God was wicked.

She always covered her award certificates with three layers of paste, smoothing the edges smoother than the piping on her shirt, while letting her medical records curl up in the corner of the drawer, yellowing with age.

At that moment in the hospital room, the gleam reflecting off the Swiss baby formula can stung his eyes—

How exactly did she manage to break apart the clumps of adulterated starch in that bag of milk powder, bit by bit, under the dim light, with a sewing needle?

Only when you raise children do you realize the kindness of your parents.

Today, on this Mother's Day night, I miss my dearest relative more than ever before.

The most painful longing is to take for granted the ordinary things she couldn't have in her past life in this one.

So-called rebirth is nothing more than living out the spring that the mother didn't live to see, and making it an everlasting season in this life.

Lu Kuan was restless and unable to sleep, so he got out of bed, turned on his computer at the table in the VIP ward suite, and opened Weibo.

After a day of fermentation, the news of Liu Yifei's childbirth has spread like wildfire, and apart from the Korean wave scandal, all the top ten trending searches are dominated by Liu Yifei.

Naturally, many fans also left messages, checked in, and sent blessings on his and Xiao Liu's Weibo accounts.

Mr. Lu patiently replied to and thanked various celebrities, interacted with fans in the comments, and then went back to rest at the bedside to prepare to get up at night to serve the mother and her two children.

Around 2 a.m., Liu Yifei, who had given birth naturally and was almost completely unharmed, got out of bed to get up for the night. The nurse advised her to urinate for the first time within six hours to avoid a full bladder affecting uterine contractions.

She was about to wake her sleeping husband when she realized she was fine. Without any hesitation, she got out of bed and walked slowly, making sure not to disturb the passerby.

Let him sleep a little longer; the baby might wake up crying from hunger at any time.

Xiao Liu walked to the table, where the computer screen, which had not been turned off, was flashing blue light.

She clicked the mouse with great interest, thinking that the washing machine, which was never in operation, was showing off its baby, but what she saw was an interaction between it and a highly-rated fan.

“15岁相识、18岁表白、20岁相恋、21岁结婚、22岁产子，简直是标准模板的爱情技巧。”

"A fan of 30 years, Mr. Lu, did any woman fall in love with you because of a single sentence you said when you were young?"

"some."

"what did you say?"

"I called her 'Mom,' and she loved me for the rest of her life."

……

With a sudden "waaaaa," the baby's cry rang out, sounding exceptionally clear in the quiet ward.

Lu Kuan, who was accompanying his son, opened his eyes almost reflexively, completely wide awake. His body, before his mind could process it, propped himself up, picked up his son, and carefully laid him in his arms, gently coaxing him, displaying the awkwardness of a new father.

Liu Yifei walked over and gently picked up her daughter, her fingertips trembling slightly as she touched the warm little body.

"Mommy's here~ Mommy's here~" she murmured softly, her voice as light as a feather, and then prepared to breastfeed as the nurse had instructed.

The baby girl in her arms seemed to understand the call; her scrunched-up face gradually relaxed, and her little hand unconsciously grasped a strand of her mother's hair.

At this moment, as a new mother, she could more deeply appreciate the weight of her husband's words on Weibo. Behind every cry of the two new lives before her was the willingness to crush herself into dust, and endless concern and sacrifice.

Just like Zeng Wenxiu in her past life, she poured her most beautiful youth and the rest of her life into caring for the abandoned baby under the Yangtze River Bridge.

No regrets until death.

Just because of that one word, "Mom."

……

The new parents were adorably flustered that night.

Lu Kuan spilled the measuring spoon while making formula, and Liu Yifei put the diaper on backwards while changing it.

He was carrying his crying son and spinning around in the ward when he almost bumped into the IV stand. She was startled by her daughter's sudden sucking while breastfeeding and let out a soft gasp.

The two worked together clumsily, but each chaotic effort ended warmly, until Liu Xiaoli, still worried, arrived at the ward before 5:30.

"Xiao Lu, you and Qianqian should get some sleep. I'll take care of things from now on." The loving grandmother looked at the baby sleeping soundly and finally felt relieved, unaware that just ten minutes ago it was a chaotic scene.

"I can't sleep. I've come up with a few names, and I like the last one the most. Since you're here, Mom, let's take a look together."

"Really? That's great, let me see."

Liu Yifei lay on the bed, looking exhausted but still smiling: "This is the first time I've seen a little deity perform magic. I was stunned by all the Five Elements, Eight Trigrams, and birth charts he drew. There were several whole sheets of paper!"

"I feel like he's put in a million times more effort than when he was drawing storyboards! I'm just waiting for you to come and talk about this."

Liu Xiaoli laughed and said, "Of course! The name is very important. It has to sound nice, and it would be even better if it could reflect the parents' expectations. A name like Xiaolu's, which takes into account the wisdom of our ancestors, is even more remarkable!"

"In ancient times, emperors paid great attention to various details when naming their princes."

The baby was sleeping soundly, while Xiao Liu and his elderly mother stared at the messy handwriting, which seemed like gibberish to them, until they turned to the last page, where two names, clearly indicating a boy and a girl, came into view.

【Lu Youyou】

【Lu Ping】

Grandma glanced at the two sleeping little ones, muttered a few words, and nodded, saying, "Oh my, they sound so lively and cute, like little deer, and with a touch of the elegance of poetry."

"The character '平' is simple and elegant, and it also has a good meaning: peace, smooth sailing, and a smooth life."

She turned to look at her son-in-law: "Xiao Lu, this is a good name. One is clever, and the other is reliable."

"I get a headache just looking at all the grandchildren of my old classmates, like Zihan, Zixuan, and Yuxuan. Their names look elegant, but they're actually really tacky!"

Liu Xiaoli wrote with flowing pen on the paper, liking it more and more as she looked at it: "Especially our little brat, who will be the one to take over the business in the future, so let's not give him a particularly idol-like name. It sounds either too weak or too petty."

"The road is smooth, the path is upright and peaceful, the great way is simple, how wonderful."

Liu Yifei smiled and turned two pages forward, pointing with her finger: "That's not all. I think there's a lot more to this than meets the eye. Lu Kuan, please explain in detail."

Xiao Liu paused, then said sarcastically, "Just use the same tricks you used when you first came to my house to fool my mom." (Chapter 15)
"Haha! Where's the lie? I believe it now." Liu Xiaoli joked with the couple as well.

"Back then, they said your birth chart showed signs of Yang Blade and Lonely Phoenix Star, which are inauspicious for marriage and relationships, not good things." The novice grandmother spread her hands: "Look, didn't Xiao Lu himself step in to resolve your inauspicious influences?"

Liu Yifei, afraid of waking the child, could only chuckle softly.

Boss Lu, with skin thicker than a city wall, calmly explained his reasoning process:

"The two children were born at almost the same time. Apart from the influence of gender, their birth dates and times are roughly the same: the year of Ji Chou, the month of Ji Si, the day of Yi Mao, and the hour of Ding Hai."

"The Day Master Yi Wood represents flowers and grass, which need water to nourish the soil and fire to warm the metal. This is a basic consideration in Bazi (Four Pillars of Destiny) analysis."

The little fairy, with practiced ease and beaming spirits, said, "First, tell me my daughter's name—"

“The two characters 'Youyou' belong to the wood element, the two mouths belong to the water element, and the 'you' radical contains the earth element. It is taken from the imagery of the deer's cry in the Book of Songs, directly drawing on the wood element. In fact, the Deer Cry chapter in the Book of Songs is a chapter on the virtue of wood.”

"Based on her birth chart and gender, her destiny is ultimately one of 'wood nourished by water, and fire and earth not deceiving'."

"And then there's our son, Lu Ping—"

“The character ‘平’ represents the harmonious integration of water and soil, embodying balance and harmony. Its meaning is derived from the ‘Qian’ hexagram in the Book of Changes, which states, ‘All nations are at peace, and the world is at peace.’”

Lu Kuan had rarely revealed his "mysterious" abilities for a long time, but now he made no attempt to hide them from his family. His detailed and insightful explanation left Liu Xiaoli and Liu Yifei nodding in agreement.

"What do we look at from the parents' birth dates and times—"

"Sisi's 'Fei' means flowers, plants and trees, and Youyou is two trees, which means that the mother and daughter are like twin fragrant flowers, fresh and lovely."

“My son’s ‘peace’ has broadened my understanding of ‘broadness’. I hope he can surpass me. This is how father and son build a peaceful and prosperous family together, which is in line with the wisdom of ‘maintaining leniency and peace’ in governing the world.”

The little fairy continued, "At the same time, the five elements of the siblings are also interconnected and mutually reinforcing—"

"The sound of water and trees growing together is like deer dwelling in forests and marshes; the smooth road is like water and soil complementing each other, like a river carrying boats."

"When the two come together, they gather the wood energy to strengthen the foundation, and they level the road to allow water and soil to circulate."

"The names of the brother and sister, one Ming and one Ping, complement each other in movement and stillness, like deer leaping in the forest and streams flowing endlessly. This is the harmony of Yin and Yang, and the growth of all things."

Both of them were stunned. Xiao Liu stuck out his tongue: "When I first saw this name, I could only think of 'The deer cry out, eating wild apples,' I had no idea there were so many intricacies involved."

"That's why there has to be someone cultured and capable in the family." Liu Xiaoli looked at the two rows of elegantly written parallel sentences following the child's name; these must be the father's expectations for his child.

"May the girl's voice be like a clear chime resonating with jade."

May your path be smooth, and your ambition as lofty as a mountain soaring into the clouds.

"Where wood and water complement each other, blessings will naturally be long-lasting; the family tradition is characterized by generosity and peace, and generations will enjoy abundant happiness."

The mother and daughter were full of praise:
Youyou is "a quiet and beautiful girl", and Lu Ping is "a gentleman who is not a vessel".

These two names are like meticulously crafted Hetian jade discs, appearing elegant and dignified, while also concealing the mysteries of classical cultural treasures.

It was Lu Kuan's father who, after exhausting all his efforts and calculating all night, perfectly interpreted the aesthetics of traditional culture in the context of modern naming.

The ancients said: A name is a symbol of destiny.

"Lu Youyou" and "Lu Ping" are the blessings that parents pray for for their children's lives, using pen and ink as symbols and poetry as offerings.

The literary tradition connects heaven and earth, the five elements transform the universe, and the love of parents is contained within it!
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Secondly, the author of the original book has been revising it, and the first 200 chapters have already been revised, removing many problematic parts.

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Fourth, this book is officially available on Qidian.com, where silver-level patrons often give out chapter cards and other perks. If you read it diligently, you basically don't have to spend any money.

If you're able, please support the official version. Thank you!
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